Nice

Body is nice, jewelry on ice
This ain't what you want think twice
I got expensive habits pay the price
My swag, so cold my aura, so bold
Broke boys do what they told
Bosses over here gotta play yo role

Take a seat while I pop my shit
That is not a real Rollie real Rollie's don't tick
Them is not real shooters real shooters don't miss
I like crip niggas only, not a blood not ya sis
Blow racks on my drip with ease
Big momma to you hoes say please
Make a nigga go crazy Chris Breeze
Talk is cheap daddy spend yo cheese
I'm still fine, and he's still mine
Big dick nigga and it's Calvin Klein
Calvin Klein when he only in the trap tho
He don't want no boogie bitch he want a trap hoe
(R-E-S-P-E-C-T)
Shittin on you hoes, respectfully
On the Gram lurkin for me, goin through my page, desperately

Body is nice, jewelry on ice
This ain't what you want think twice
I got expensive habits pay the price
My swag, so cold my aura, so bold
Broke boys do what they told
Bosses over here gotta play yo role

Keep my foot on y'all neck, or let you breath again
Keep curvin' these niggas or should I let em in
Keep swerving on these hoes in my big body Benz,
Copy cat, roger that I'm the one that sets the trends
Where you stay at, how you live, where your car, how big yo crib
Still stayin with yo momma give this nigga a bib,
But he be lit on the Gram man these niggas a trip
I'm the baddest bitch I ain't gone hold you
But you bitches knew that, I know they told you
Every time I hit the scene, it's major
We getting money over here we getting paper
Make yo nigga go crazy, he amazed cause I'm so amazing
I like five star meals go brazy
Getting chauffeured round the city Ms. Daisy

Body is nice, jewelry on ice
This ain't what you want think twice
I got expensive habbits pay the price
My swag, so cold my aura, so bold
Broke boys do what they told
Bosses over here gotta play yo role



Credits
Writer(s): Rashad Jamiyl Spain
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